even if cities would vanish, we will remain

Speeding cars. Dancing lights. The Philippine capital and the night. Burnt and distorted pictures of an unknown young boy. An image of a naked body mapping it in the city. A visual mood piece of the Philippine capital and a study on rhythm, pace, and restlessness. A sensual aural arrangement gathered from recordings of intimate moments with the persona’s visitor—their lover. A nauseous experience in an alienating world, finding peace and home in one’s existence.

• JT TrinidadDirector